Dear Good Men,

We know you are out there
And while we pray to meet you one day
Our diabolical passion for revenge…
Keeps us focused and gravitated
Chasing
Away the good men that we befriend
Men that are opposite of them
The ones who parade around gallantly
Boasting and bragging
About their many women and has beens
Passing
Up the good women who love hard
Then leave us with no regard
Guarding
Our happiness and dissipating
Our love into madness, now we’re reciprocating…
Illustrating
The same thing we’ve experienced
Thinking all men are the same, no different
Vigilant
Of anyone who’s too close for comfort
Because our souls have died down to a slumber
Blunder
On our behalf because of a few mishaps
We look pass you good men and relapse
Entrapped
Into a continuous cycle of heartache
Unfamiliar with loving anything but pain
Plagued
By history which continues to repeat itself
Because it has proven that we don’t just do bad by ourselves
Helped
By the cheaters, abusers, liars and deceivers
We end up forfeiting the fairytale we dreamed of
Perceiving
That all of us black women are bitter and angry
And we bring the same to society with the daughters we’re raising
Changing
That perception would be you good men that still want us
Even through our inabilities to love you, you still love us
And on behalf of our fuck ups
We apologize…. don’t give up on us